Now that's what I call a Poppy

It was a beautiful morning and, despite the rush to get on the road to work, the light was too good to waste, so I rushed round the garden taking arty angles of plants. Till I saw this. A huge red poppy in one of the raised beds. Nothing more; nothing less. It's large, it's red, it's vulgar. Isn't nature just wonderful in its ability to delight you?